Apocalypto stands in front of the mirror practing punches.
Interviewer Cage walks into the Locker Room
Interviewer Cage: "Apocalypto, can we have a word?"
Apocalypto turns around.
Apocalypto: "You broke my concentration, I should break you, but since I'm going to be winning tonight I'll be generous and let you continue to breath. What do you want to ask me chump?"
Interviewer Cage: "Well I was going to ask how you felt about your match tonight, but you already answered that. Is there any doubt that you won't win? No matter how confident you are there has to be some amount of worry in you."
Apocalypto: "Never! When I say I'm going to do something I'm 100% commited to it."
Interviewer Cage: "Are you confident you will be a world champion?"
Apocalypto: "What kind of a stupid question is that? Of course I will be a world champion, now get out of here so you'll be alive to see it happen!"
Cage and the rest of the crew leave the Locker Room in a hurry.